Sunday, April 28, 2013

Last night, Christina shouted from upstairs “Mom, come
quick, there is something wrong with the tub!”I ran upstairs and she was standing there, still dripping from her
shower, and sure enough the tub was full of brown soapy water.“What is that?”Well, it was after 11pm on an evening in April
in Bloomfield, time for the town’s annual flushing of the water hydrants,
causing our water to turn an ugly rusty brown.They do it late at night, when the town is mostly asleep.Unfortunately for Christina, she took a
shower during the middle of it.

“What do I do?” she asked, “I just washed my hair in that
water!”

“Nothing you can do right now, just go to bed.The water will be all right tomorrow”

And I thought about the fact that for many moms in the
world, the solution is not that easy.For
many moms, there is no other choice but dirty water.Not only for bathing and washing our hair,
but for drinking too.

Where we live, clean water is a given. If we’re thirsty,
turn on the tap and clean water comes right out. All kinds of drinks are at
our fingertips. Truth is -- we're the minority. Right now, 1.1 billion people on
the planet don't have access to clean, safe, drinking water. That's one in nine
of us. Dirty water causes 80% of all sickness and disease and kills more people
every year than all forms of violence, including war.

But what can we do?

In May 2013, Liquid Church had a fund raising campaign for
clean water, culminating in a 5K Run/Walk, called the Superhero 5K. They have sent teams to
places like Africa, Haiti, El Salvador where they build clean water wells so
that other communities can have clean water like we do.They plan to build more wells too.

Although I participated in the 5K, I walked, and certainly I am no super hero! But you can be a hero to these children by making a donation of $10, $20 or more. Even though the 5K is over, the need is not gone, so please visit the website to find out more and donate here: LiquidWater.com.A contribution of the
amount of money we would spend on Dunkin Donuts coffee for a week can help bring
life-giving water to a child and their family.

Thank you!

Then the King will say to those on his right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by my Father, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you from the creation of the world. For I was hungry, and you fed me. I was thirsty, and you gave me a drink. I was a stranger, and you invited me into your home. I was naked, and you gave me clothing. I was sick, and you cared for me. I was in prison, and you visited me.’

“Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’

“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!’ ~ Matthew 25:34-40

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Today,
I am going to share not so much on raising children but on being a mom.I have raised two daughters, who are now 23
and 25, and have a 6-year-old grandson. As
I prepared for this talk, I considered a goal of MOPS from a prior website
post: "MOPS is for mothers with children,
newborns through age six, seeking to meet the needs of every mom, who all
share a similar desire to be the very best moms they can be! MOPS
recognizes that the years from infancy through 1st grade are foundational
in a mother-child relationship."

This was my
biggest problem.I wanted to be “The Good Mom” – the BEST mom I could be
because this thing I was doing was so important – foundational – in the lives of the two most precious people in the
whole world to me, my sweet darling daughters!I did not want to mess it up!I
did not want to mess them up!And the worst part was, I felt unprepared and
overwhelmed with everything I needed to know, everything I needed to do, and
all the time I needed to do it.

I wanted the
list.I wanted the magic formula.I wanted the five easy steps with the money-back guarantee on how to be “The
Good Mom,” how to raise good, no perfect,
children, or my money back.

I would like
to tell you today that I found the list, but truthfully I did not.Actually I found many, many lists, so many
that even my search for parenting knowledge became overwhelming. My goal today is
to make this simple because actually having children is a natural thing to
do.Women have been doing it since the
beginning of time and with all the failures mothers have made, as well as
successes, life continues to go on. My hope today is not merely to give you more
advice but the courage and peace for
your unique mothering journey.

But people do
give us advice, don’t they?My dad’s
advice was particularly memorable because it was simple and he didn’t give a
lot of it.He told me “Barbara, hugs and
spankings make good children.”Ok, that
was a different era, so today we would say love
and discipline make good children. It sounds instinctive, almost trite. What
does that mean really? How do we do that exactly?

Loving our children means caring for their
needs, spending time with them, wanting the best for them, and maybe, most
importantly, unconditional acceptance.Our children need to know that no matter what
they do, our care and devotion to them is constant and rock solid. No matter
how they mess up, they can always come home and we will be welcoming to them.

Disciplining our children means we love them too much to leave them alone
to do whatever they want, but instead to train them and teach them our values
which we hope will help them succeed in life.Much has been said about the lack of values in our culture today, but
especially as mothers, we do have things we value and want our children to be
people of good character.We want them
to be honest and kind.We want them to
work hard and to share.We want them to
be respectful of others and their property and we want them to expect others to
be respectful of them.Just to name a
few. I am sure right now, you are
thinking of your own list.

Somehow we
need to dance between these two: love and discipline.We need to love them for who they are, but
not with a permissive love that allows bad behavior to go without
consequence.We need to discipline them
in a way that helps them to know when
and why their behavior is wrong and encourage them to change, but also to
be absolutely certain of our unconditional acceptance of them.

But you know
all this already, right?This is
something most of us do instinctively. It’s common sense.The problem is the actual experience is
frustrating, annoying and exhausting!

For example, Johnny
has been reminded 20 times to say thank you.Freddy has been disciplined at the dinner table 50 times to use his fork
and not his hands.Sarah has been told
at least 100 times to take her shoes upstairs to her room and not leave them in
the middle of the living room.Amy must
have sat on the steps for 500 hours already because she has not yet learned she
cannot hit (or bite!) her little sister. You have said it so many times you now
want to hurt them when they forget the rule or impulsively act out.You think they are not listening to you; they
are never going to “get it!”

While you are
waiting for the love and discipline to work out, it is important to have hope.We must avoid the trap where in our frustration to correct their
behavior, we can jump from discipline to anger and being critical of them
personally.We must hope for what we
have not seen yet because the seeds of mothering take so long to flower and
bear fruit.

Because one
day, Johnny will say thank you to a friend in the school yard and you will
hardly be able to stop from fainting.Freddy will use his fork but maybe you will not notice.And you won’t trip over Sarah’s shoes because
she has put them in her room already and you will have forgotten all about it.And eventually Amy will stop biting her
sister!

So let me
encourage you: Don’t lose heart!Keep
disciplining them!They really do hear
you; they really will make that shift in their behavior!

Keep also loving
them and be sure to discipline with love.Make sure your child knows that while they have made a mistake or done
something wrong, that your love for them is absolutely constant.Draw a sharp distinction between the behavior
and who they are themselves.

Personally, my
biggest concern regarding being “The Good Mom” was my own troubled adolescence.I wanted to save my daughters from the
turmoil I felt and the trouble I got into during my high school years.I was such a good obedient child during my
elementary school days but when I reached my final high school years, I went
crazy. I made some bad choices and I did some dangerous things.

One
particularly memorable event occurred when I was a senior in high school. One
Friday night I went out with a girlfriend.I wanted to party, so I decided to steal liquor from my dad’s well
stocked pantry.I mixed several kinds
into a plastic bottle and off we went to the stadium where all the kids were
hanging out (Belleville High circa 1973).I drank that bottle until I passed out drunk.Fortunately for me, my friends called an ambulance
and I wound up at Clara Maas Hospital having my stomach pumped.Needless to say, my mom was beside herself.

I’d like to
tell you that there were issues at home, or that I had a mental health problem,
but it was not like that at all.It was
merely a girls-just-want-to-have-fun episode that got carried away.I’d also like to tell you that I too was
horrified at my behavior and never drank again, but it was not like that at
all.I continued to drink far too often
and far too much for years, not really stopping until I was pregnant for the
first time at age 31.It was only when I
had teens myself, at age 50, that I truly understood the grief I had caused my
poor mom.It was only then when I told
her I was truly sorry.

This was just
one of my several teenage disasters.As I
reflected on my own bad behavior, I
desperately wanted my own children to avoid the mistakes I made.I decided to make some major changes in our
family life to be “The Good Mom”:

1.When
my first daughter was born, I took a year leave from my lucrative, exciting and
important management position at an international corporation which turned into
a resignation within a year.I stayed
home, and then when they began preschool, I worked at a part time job that
allowed me to be home when they came home from school.I built my schedule around theirs to spend
the most time with them as possible so that I could pour my love and values
into them.

2.I
prayed a lot!This was a tough job and I
needed God’s help. I prayed for my children. I prayed with my children.I taught my children to pray as I taught them
to talk, starting from “thank you Jesus for my food, amen,” to the nightly
bedtime prayer thanking God for the day and acknowledging His protection during
the night. That rote “goodnite” prayer that I made up gave them such comfort
that eventually they would yawn as I would say it with them.

3.I
took pains to model obedience in my own life by being submissive to my husband
and to what my faith taught through the Bible.My goal was to show my children that even I could not do whatever I
wanted.I too had a higher authority who
held me accountable.

4.When
my daughters were in preschool, I chose a church with a close, active community
and families with children the same age as mine.My hope was to build a village around my
daughters that had the same values as I did.And as you see, to this day, my church is active and warm and that is a
good thing to have around your children.

5.I
was the one who opened my house to their playmates, hosting play dates, volunteering
in their schools, taking on that key job of chauffeur, so that it was my voice
and my values that they heard.In that
way, I poured into not only my daughters, but also their friends: loving them
and promoting my values to them as well.

6.I
taught my daughters my values as we did life together.I always looked for teachable moments, when
value lessons naturally coincided with life.I tried to avoid saying “because I said so” and tried to always explain
why something was a good or a bad choice.

All this
worked great for a while.I had sweet,
obedient, compliant children.People
would ask me how I disciplined them, but actually, I didn’t have to very much
as they got older.They wanted to do the
right thing, and after I warned them once or twice, and explained the what and
the why, they generally made good choices.

Like my dad,
the Bible also gave me parenting advice: Train
up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from
it. (Proverbs 22:6 NKJ)This sounded
like a promise!And it was from the
Bible too, so it had to be true, right? So between all that I was doing myself
and the church village I built around my family, I thought I had discovered the
“secret formula” to being “The Good Mom.”

Maybe you can
see already how idealistic this sounded now, but at the time, it was all
working for me.Then the inevitable
happened, my daughters reached high school and that funny thing happened to
their brains.

It was like a switch that turned off and suddenly
I was done with that portion of my mothering journey.During the toddler, preschool and elementary
school phases of their lives, not only did they love me, but I was always
right.I was the unquestioned
authority.My daughters had total
confidence in whatever I told them. During the next segment of my mothering
journey, I could not discipline them in the same way, because suddenly they had
become self-aware and self-directional. It happens differently and at unique
times with each child and most importantly it is unexpected.But it happened and the window of opportunity
for me had closed.After that time in
their development, everything I said and believed became just another person’s
opinion.

I don’t tell
you this to scare you as much as to encourage you to make the most of the current opportunity you have with them now,
because it does not last forever.

I still can recall
when this developmental shift happened for me when I was a teen.I remember the whole scene, I was sitting on
my brother’s bed and the sun was shining bright through the window and suddenly
I realized I did not have to do what my mom said, I could do what I
wanted.And I didn’t need to tell her
about it either.It was a euphoric
feeling.

Not so much
when it happened the other way around.When I realized my daughters had come to that conclusion and their
futures were out of my hands, I was devastated.I had told them everything they were going
to hear with their childhood ears, and now, everything I said was just another
opinion of an older, out-of-touch adult. I would never have the influence on their
lives I once enjoyed.

When they
began to do things I did not approve of and that flew in the face of the values
that I had so painstakingly taught them, not only was I worried for them, but I
questioned myself. I thought I was the Good Mom?What happened?

What happened
to the promise -- Train up a child in the
way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it?? But wait,
the Bible also says: The heart is
deceitful above all things, and it is exceedingly perverse and corrupt and
severely, mortally sick! (Jeremiah 17:9 AMP) and also “There is none righteous, no, not one; There is none who understands.” (Romans
3:10-11 quoting several Old Testament verses).

What happened
for me was that my measurement of whether or not I was “The Good Mom” was tied
into how my children were performing.But that is a trap because they are human and flawed. They will never be
perfectly good.And to make it even more
complicated, we are flawed too.

We all have
dreams and desires for our children, goals we want them to attain, and we
sacrifice and prepare for those goals.We think our child will graduate high school, go to college, get a good
job, get married, and have children.We never
think OUR child will be the one in undergraduate college for 6 years, or
out of work for 4 years, or in rehab, in jail, in the army overseas, or in the
hospital.But it happens.It happens even when your desire is to be the
very best mom you can be.

But you don’t
have to have a teen to feel this disappointment.Children, no matter what the age, can
disappoint us.We don’t like to talk
about this, or even think about it, but it happens.We can be disappointed because our child is
not as pretty, smart, athletic, creative, slim, compliant, as we hoped they
would be.Maybe they don’t disappoint us
because they are wrong, but just
different from what we wanted or hoped.Maybe we are expecting them to be too mature too soon.Sometimes our issues with our children are
more about us than about them.

As mothers, we
sacrifice and try so hard because of love.But individual results may vary.Mothering is not like baking a Betty Crocker cake.Blend mix with 3 eggs, 1 cup of water and a
1/3 cup of oil, bake at 350 for 30 minutes and out pops the perfect cake.Mothering is more complicated than that, so
let’s be gentle on ourselves.It is not
merely nurture.It is also nature, and
the culture, and health factors, and economic factors, all of which are out of
our control.

So along with
the advice of my dad: love and disciple make good children, I have added
another one:hope and forgiveness makes happy moms.Because the scripture is still true: So let’s not get tired of doing what is
good. At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t
give up. (Galatians 6:9 NLT)

We need to
have hope that all that we pour into
them and the sacrifices we make, are worth it.That they are better off because of what we do. And even though I could
not help my daughters avoid all the pitfalls of adolescence, in the end we
managed to survive.

We must forgive our children when they make
mistakes, when they hurt us and when they disappoint the dreams we have for
them.Maybe that sounds unusual,
forgiving your child.Usually we think
in terms of forgiving people like our husbands, our friends, our sisters or
brothers.But our children also wound
us, and if we don’t actively forgive them, let them off the hook, and affirm
our love for them, it not only wounds them, but it ultimately wounds us
too.Unforgiveness is like a mixing a
poison but drinking it ourselves.

Because our
children will disappoint us.They will
make wrong choices.Not that I want to
tell you that’s ok.It is certainly not
ok. To circle back to my teenage drinking story, what I did was not ok.It was wrong: illegal actually because I was
underage and drinking in a public place.It was dangerous: I could have died of alcohol poisoning.It is
not ok, but wrong choices are inevitable! We all made mistakes and wrong
choices in our lives.But after it is
over, our children need to know that we still love them.

When my
daughter was a teen, there was one particularly memorable occasion when she was
going to deliver news about the consequences of one of her own bad
choices.I’ll never forget that day
either.It was evening and I was sitting
on my bed watching her brush her hair in the mirror.She opened with “Mom, do you love me?” before
she gave me the difficult news.

Looking back
in retrospect I see that was the real question.Did I still love her although I
was going to find out she was not the perfect child I had hoped she would be?

I greatly regret
to tell you my reaction was not to reassure her of my love, support and
forgiveness.Instead I freaked out and
self-centeredly, I made it more about me than about her.I beg
you: do not to make that same mistake with your children.

Do not confuse
forgiveness with trust.Trust that is
broken must be earned again by right actions over a period of time. Wrong
behavior demands consequences. Privileges
must be deserved. But forgiveness must be unconditional, especially with our
children.

When our
children make bad choices or even merely disappoint us, our reaction is
crucial.We have a choice: we can move towards accepting them and loving them
anyway and continue to have hope for their future.Or we can believe the worst and become angry
and bitter.I have wallowed in anger
and bitterness at my children for their mistakes and I can tell you from
personal experience, it was like poison.It poisoned my relationship with my daughters and sabotaged my own
peace.I learned the hard way that forgiveness
is the better choice.

I have also
discovered that after some segments of my mothering journey were complete, I
looked back and wished I had done things differently.Forgiveness is also for me.It is important to forgive myself as well.

Selfishly, I
have decided that hope and forgiveness makes me a happy mom.And a happy mom is a better mom than an angry
bitter mom.

In the end,
one gift of parenting is grandchildren and I have had the joy of watching my
older daughter mother my grandson Giovanni.You see, we learn to mother during the process when we were mothered
ourselves.And when we mother, all of
that comes back out of our heart when we give back to our children.So in effect, I am watching my daughter pour
out to my grandson all the love and discipline I gave to her.A mother’s love and discipline is like passing
a baton from one generation to the next.As we were loved, so we love our children, and our children love their
children.Not perfectly.But good enough.

Which is why I
want to leave you with this final thought: Because we mother out of who we are inside, it is urgent to do all we can to heal our
own old hurts.Hurt people hurt
people, and so we must attend to the matters of our own hearts.How do we know this is an issue?

If there are
times when you get disproportionately angry, sad, anxious, or hurt by the
run-of-the-mill bumps and bruises of life, then that is a good sign there are
bigger issues in your heart and maybe in your past you need to address in order
to be healthy when you mother.If you
find it is difficult to forgive your children and have hope for their future,
this is another sign that you may need help.

When we take
the time to heal ourselves, via counseling or other measures, then we will be
healthier and our children will be healthier.When we do not take the time to heal ourselves, we run the risk of
allowing our hurts to wound our children. Instead
of passing a baton of love, we pass a baton of wounded-ness.But you can be the one who says, it stops
in this generation by getting the help you need today.

So to
summarize:

love and
disciple makes good children

hope and
forgiveness makes happy moms

andfinally make the most of the opportunity
you have with your children now, because it does not last forever.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

The woman was convinced. She saw that the tree was beautiful and its fruit looked delicious, and she wanted the wisdom it would give her. So she took some of the fruit and ate it. Then she gave some to her husband, who was with her, and he ate it, too.

This sounds like a story of a woman who was shopping at Whole Foods, doesn't it? But no, it's from Genesis 3:6. Isn't it fascinating that the first sin of man is a woman seduced by the serpent in the area of what she is eating and feeding her family?

As a woman who feels one of my primary functions is feeding my family, I am appalled when I consider this was the first sin. It was a woman and her food. And here we are so many years later, and this is the thing I am struggling with. Food.

Many women these days are chronic dieters. I am not. But last spring I did a study group called Made to Crave and lost 10 pounds. This winter, all ten of them found me again. Sigh. But the study did teach me something very important.

It is not about the diet. It is about repentance.

Because there will always be temptation. Specifically with food. See the photo of the goodies that tend to magically appear in our break-room at work? I can't always avoid the temptation. It seems to follow me around!!

I need to see it for what it is, not something beautiful, good and to be desired, but something that is dangerous and can hurt me if I am not careful. Not that I can never eat anything sweet again, but the fact is, my mom is now struggling with type-2 diabetes. It will happen to me too, if I do not take steps to be more careful today.

Later on, Genesis 4:7 tells of God saying: "Watch out! Sin is crouching at the door, eager to control you. But you must subdue it and be its master." That's it, I can feel it too, sin crouching at my door, ready to pounce, if I open it a crack and let it in.

It is all about where my faith lies. Do I believe that I know what is best in my life? Do I believe I can tell what I can handle and what I cannot? That's what Eve thought. She was dead wrong.

Father, there are so many desires, so many voices. Help me to to listen to Yours above all. Help me to flee temptation, and when I cannot, when it sits and stares me in the face in the office break-room, help me to stand strong and be its master!

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Praying that my stories will encourage you to take the next step in your faith journey, closer to my Beloved Jesus.

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